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0216 Double Hell Shura! Atobe Keigo: Next is my counterattack!

5 minutes!

10 minutes!

20 minutes..

"boom___"

"The German U-17 team scores! End of the game! Score 0-5! Change of serve!"

"Plop——"

When the referee announced the end of the fifth game, Tokugawa Kazuya directly covered his racquet palm and half-knelt on the ground.

It’s the limit!!

Whether it's the burden on the palms and wrists, or the time limit for using "Black Hole".

Even a mental shock.

He felt that he had reached the upper limit of his endurance.

Although compared to a month ago, the duration of his "black hole" reached 40 minutes as his physical fitness improved.

But after more than 30 minutes, it still made him feel extremely difficult to breathe.

The position of the shoulder blade of his arm caused unbearable severe pain, and he could not guarantee that the quality of his next "black hole" would be as strong as it was at the beginning!

Polk and Bei Xiao looked at Tokugawa Kazuya across the court indifferently.

"It's a bit stronger than I expected, at least...I thought he couldn't even hold a racquet now!"

"Well, he is much stronger than the last time he fought! But this is his limit!"

The two spoke calmly, as if they knew Tokugawa Kazuya's current situation well.

"Let's end this game..."

"Your man...should not be able to accomplish what he wants to do! You put too much pressure on him!"

Polk spoke again, stood up and walked to the serve baseline position.

Bei Xiao glanced in the direction of Atobe Keigo again.

He lowered his head and held the racquet, as if he had lost his fighting spirit and belief in this game.

Inside the Japan U-17 players' box.

Byōdōin Hōō and others frowned.

Irie Kanata smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's the limit! Although the tactics are very good, but facing Bei Xiao and Polk... Even if the duration of the black hole has increased, but only for this little time, this guy Atobe can't It’s impossible to really see through the blind spots of two world-class players!”

Oni Jujiro said in a deep voice: "At least they made an effort...Tokugawa and Atobe...they have done their best!"

The words of the two men were undoubtedly the inner thoughts of the entire army and the middle school students present.

Although the performance of the two people was extremely disappointing at the beginning.

but!

When the two began to implement "tactics" that were enough to give them insight.

Tokugawa Kazuya desperately blocked the attacks of Polk and Bei Xiao.

Atobe Keigo's bloodshot eyes a few minutes ago also represented his belief in breaking the game.

Although they lost the "bet", but losing the game like this [Hong U-17 people are not unable to accept such a result!

after all…………

Each of the opponents they faced was terrifying to the extreme!!

And at the same time.

Whether there are fans or ordinary spectators in the auditorium.

Or the American U-17 people led by Reinhardt and the French U-17 people led by Camus.

Even Pieter Laimbeer of Switzerland U-17!

They all know that the final game may be known without playing.

JapanU-17 has no chance of breaking through!

At least, they don't think Tokugawa Kazuya and Atobe Keigo can show the ability to compete with the current strength of Bei Xiao and Polk!

"Ta-ta-ta-

When Tokugawa Kazuya and Atobe Keigo exchanged positions in the front and backcourt, the former said in a deep voice: "You guy...it's been so long!! What the hell..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

The next second.

Atobe Keigo, who originally lowered his head, raised his head, and his full and silky eyes were staring at Tokugawa Kazuya's eyes.

moment.

Tokugawa Kazuya's body felt extremely cold, as if he had fallen into the abyss of a glacier, and he almost stopped breathing.

"you......"

"The next game... go all out!"

"I'm here to attack!"

The words in Atobe Keigo's mouth were a little harsh and low.

Tokugawa Kazuya nodded silently, almost subconsciously.

When he came to his senses, Atobe Keigo was already standing at the receiving baseline, bent and ready for the game.

After a few seconds.

The referee announced the start of the sixth inning.

Polk, who is standing at the serve baseline position, habitually takes a look at the opponent's position before serving.

However this glance.

"This is......…"

Atobe Keigo's scarlet eyes made him startled.

He could find that Bei Xiao, who was standing in the frontcourt, could naturally see it clearly.

"Polk..."

"minister......"

"Although I know that no matter how hard this guy and I try, we can't beat you in this game!"

"but...………"

"The next step is my counterattack!!"

Feeling the two eyes on him, Atobe Keigo's deep voice echoed in the competition court.

In the silent competition scene, many people could hear his words clearly.

Don't wait for the people watching this game to react.

"boom!!"

A terrifying breath of hell also spread from Atobe Keigo's body.

Asura Shinto!!

Asura Shinto belonging to Atobe Keigo!!

The powerful power obtained from the abyss of hell was completely displayed in front of the world at the end of this game.

The strong aura of hell even gave Tokugawa Kazuya, who was also standing in the front court with Asura Shinto on, a chill down his back.

This feeling is like there is some terrifying existence staring at you from behind!!

And Polk and Bei Xiao can also see it clearly.

The Asura Shinto aura on Atobe Keigo, in addition to the blessing of mental power and physical and limb strength, almost converges in the opponent's eyes.

The originally scarlet eyes were now filled with the indifference and cruelty of hell.

It's like being able to penetrate everything.

In the auditorium.

"Again...it's the Shinto of Hell again?!"

"This Japan U-17 junior high school student is also a player who can activate the Shinto of Hell?!"

"Double Hell Shinto!! High school students and junior high school students both have the ability to open the Hell Shinto!!"

"Crazy, crazy! In the three viewing games, the two teams combined have already produced two players of the reserved light and two players who have opened the way of hell!!"

"That's right! The last one was wrong! Even in the previous U-17 World Cups, there were never more than 3 players who turned on the Light of Reserved or the Shinto of Hell in a whole game, right?!"

"What an exaggeration! I thought this Atobe Keigo did nothing in the first few games and gave up early!! It turns out that he has such a trump card!

"But... can they win? Polk and Bei Xiao are both stronger than that high school student Tokugawa Kazuya!! Even if this junior high school student opens the Hell Shinto, he can only barely support it at most. ?”

"Not necessarily! Maybe... the Shinto of Hell can also create miracles?"

In the U.S. U-17 team.

When Atobe Keigo started Asura Shinto, Akutsu Jin couldn't help but stand up.

.…”Is this guy…………finally done!!”

"But could he really see the blind spot between the minister and Polk?"

Although he was very excited that Atobe Keigo could make a difference in the last game, he did not feel that Atobe Keigo could really threaten Bei Xiao and Polk.

The difference in strength is not something that just one Asura Shinto can reach.

Reinhard and the others narrowed their eyes slightly.

Can a pair of eyes infused with the power of the abyss of hell make this game different?

but!

In their minds, as long as Atobe Keigo can make the slightest impact on this game, it will be enough to prove the opponent's strength!

I want to use the combination of high school students and junior high school students to shake these two guys in the court...

Among all the teams in this year's U-17 World Cup, I'm afraid I won't be able to find a single team.

In the French U-17 team.

Camus and the others were also shocked by Atobe Keigo's sudden display of the Shinto of Hell.

Both Hell Shintos appear together in a set of doubles...

This kind of situation has never been heard of or seen by them.

Camus even spoke slowly: "It seems... I originally planned to see the strength of Germany's U-17 this year, but unexpectedly I found a new opponent!"

"Japan U-17! The junior high school students who played in three games are enough to receive the attention we should give to (Zhao)!"

These words also made everyone in the French U-17 team look solemn.

As for Plance...

He had completely stayed in his seat and was speechless.

The aura of being a prince and the so-called rising star of French tennis has completely become a laughing stock in his heart.

At this moment, he no longer knew how many junior high school students he had surpassed.

In the competition court.

"You still underestimate your player. His eyes make me think...he will become a different tennis player!"

"At least, there are very few players like him among current professional players!"

Polk's expression didn't change much and he spoke calmly.

When Bei Xiao heard this, he chuckled: "Really... With your evaluation, then I will consider him to have passed this game."

"By the way, these two guys are coming for me in this game! How about leaving it to me next?"

Polk hesitated for half a second and then spoke slowly: "Let me try his eyes myself first! One ball is enough for seven!"

Bei Xiao nodded casually: "Okay!"

The words fell.

Polk also threw the tennis ball high in his hand.

"Whirlpool Baptism————"

"boom----"

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